Martial Law

That made sense. Deathwing, the "Destroyer," had only just begun, while Sargeras and his Burning Legion had already flattened countless worlds. As a junior by comparison, Deathwing naturally feared Sargeras like a tiger, so much so that the moment he saw Aegwynn, he fled at the first sign of danger.

No matter what, Zul'ra and the people of Orgrimmar had successfully escaped Deathwing with their lives, all thanks to Aegwynn's timely arrival. Zul'ra expressed his deepest gratitude to the former Guardian and invited her to visit Orgrimmar. She was a powerful talisman of protection.

"There's no rush to return to Orgrimmar. That guy has already run off, so you should first..." Aegwynn did not refuse Zul'ra's invitation, but she was in no hurry to leave. Instead, she pointed behind him, signaling that someone was coming.

Following Aegwynn's finger, Zul'ra turned around and saw a Blue Dragon descending toward them. It was Tarecgosa in her dragon form, carrying Anveena as she came looking for them.

The moment Tarecgosa spotted Zul'ra and Aegwynn standing on the sea and reefs, she immediately flew over. Amid a flash of blue light, she landed on the water, standing alongside Anveena with the help of Zul'ra's water-walking spell. Together, they threw themselves into the armless Troll's embrace.

"Alright, alright, don't be like that. My left hand is still a little short! You'll get blood on your clothes." Faced with the two girls rushing at him, Zul'ra could only wrap his uneven-length arms around them. He accidentally smeared blood from his left arm onto Anveena's clothes and felt too embarrassed to touch her.

"You're the bravest and luckiest Troll I've ever met." Tarecgosa pulled away and cupped the Troll's broad-browed, big-eyed face in both hands, her voice tinged with tears.

"Of course I am!" Looking at the